My sister is Luna

"Why aren't they coming out yet?" Xi Shi said idly, leaning against the railing.

“That’s normal. In the past, the Dream of the Ring usually takes one or two hours to produce a result. It’s only been half an hour now, so we’ll have to wait a little longer,” Zhong Wuyan said with a shrug.

Ji Xiaoman was very satisfied with this, and could finally relax and enjoy herself while eating dried fish and leaning back comfortably in her seat.

"Alright..." Upon hearing this, Xi Shi could only look around to pass the time.

Suddenly, he looked at the person opposite him.

"Look, look! That's Yuan Ge, and the puppet next to him! Camera, let's go interview him!" A student from the journalism department exclaimed excitedly, his eyes lighting up.

He jogged towards Yuan Ge, followed by a young man carrying a camera.

A handsome white-haired man stood by the fence of the arena. His slender body stood gracefully, and his long arms hung at his sides. If you looked closely, you could see that his delicate fingers were twitching slightly from time to time. Behind him was a tall puppet that followed him like a shadow. The puppet's face was pale and lifeless, and it had long light pink hair, but its expression was lively and lifelike.

"Hello, Mr. Yuan Ge, what are your thoughts on watching the Guixu Dream Performance?" The reporter held up the microphone to Yuan Ge, and the camera was pointed at him.

Yuan Ge didn't speak. He seemed to be looking in the direction of Zhuge Liang, who was surrounded by the crowd, and appeared somewhat indifferent. Or perhaps Yuan Ge had already lost his voice and was unable to speak, and was not good at communicating with people. But this new reporter had obviously forgotten about this issue. He thought it was because he had been too abrupt and scared the person, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"Oh dear, Yuan Ge is here. Sorry, I was just greeting the audience on the other side and didn't see you." At this moment, the puppet walked up to the reporter, smiling with lowered eyes, and said apologetically.

Its lifelike expressions, gentle face, and natural movements made it seem as if it possessed life and consciousness. If it weren't for the obvious traces of mechanical parts on its limbs, one might feel as if they were facing a real person, not a puppet or inanimate object. However, its human-like movements and expressions would still make one subconsciously and involuntarily think that they were talking to a person.

"Wow, it's Senior Brother Yuan Ge! I've been wanting to find him for so long!" Xi Shi jumped up excitedly as she looked at the person opposite her.

While others marveled at Yuan Ge's superb puppet-making skills, proving he was indeed the strongest in the mechanical casting course, she saw a business opportunity in it. If she played it well, she would definitely make a fortune and pay off all her debts at once. She just had no chance to meet him, but now the opportunity was right in front of her.

Just as Xi Shi was about to take action and go to discuss it with Yuan Ge.

"Boom~"

The heavy sound of gears turning suddenly rang out.

The crowd immediately stirred.

"They're out! Someone's out! And they came out so quickly!" someone shouted excitedly.

"boom--"

Looking ahead, the once still and calm gate suddenly rippled with a blue halo, and the gate began to slowly open.

Cain and Yao, carrying the mirror, jumped out of the door.

"Great job! He came out in just over half an hour, breaking the previous record. Cain's got some skills!" Zhong Wuyan laughed happily.

The immense force of her arm slammed against the fence, making it thud loudly, and anyone who saw it feared it might shatter at any moment.

Cain and Jing landed lightly and steadily on the ground, while Yao, who was being held by his sister Jing, was suddenly released in mid-air and slammed hard onto the ground with a "bang," looking disheveled.

"If three people come out at the same time, how should this be judged?"

The crowd, who were about to cheer, suddenly fell silent, stunned by something unexpected.

"The dream of the Ring China is over." The moment the results were announced, the old master stepped forward, smiling kindly:

"Next, we will present the trophy to the winner of the Return to Emptiness Dream Competition."

"That's generally how it is, but the current situation is a bit special because someone who is equally strong will definitely not be willing to share a trophy that belongs to only one person with their opponent, so he/she needs to fight for it himself and take the trophy."

"And the person who will present us with this award this time is... the Xuan Yong Monarch." As he spoke, the old master looked at the figure standing at the top of the steps.

A dazzling light converged on Ying Zheng, who remained calm and composed. His majestic Xuan Yong attire made him appear even more imposing. After surveying the surroundings, Ying Zheng looked at Cain and the others in the circular plaza, his kingly aura awe-inspiring.

The audience was speechless with surprise. They never expected that the famous King Xuanyong would appear at Jixia Academy as an award presenter. This legendary figure had appeared before their very eyes.

Jing glanced at the king standing atop the steps, then looked at Cain.

"Come on, teacher, I've memorized everything you've taught me. Now let's test you, and then I'll surpass you!" The shattered magic mirror hovered behind him like a snake, and the mirror spoke calmly.

Her long, slender legs were subtly tense in the shadows, ready to strike at any moment.

"Come on, let me see just how much you've grown."

Withdrawing his gaze from Ying Zheng, Cain stood with his sword drawn, the battle about to begin.

The tense situation immediately drew the audience's attention away from Ying Zheng and back to him.

"Mirror! And Teacher Cain, it's not over yet! I will definitely win first place and prove myself!" At this moment, Yao, who had recovered from the pain, said with a fierce expression.

"?"

Just as he was about to draw his sword, he realized that he was only holding a Li Bai doll in his hand, and his expression froze.

"Hahahaha!"

The audience couldn't help but laugh. Just a moment ago, they were talking so seriously, getting everyone excited and thinking there would be a good show, but it turned out to be a comedy. However, it did ease their tense mood.

"You've even lost your sword, you should get off the stage!"

"Exactly! It's a battle between two strong individuals. What are you, a weakling, doing getting involved? Aren't you just asking for trouble?"

The audience mocked him, expressing their pessimism about Yao, believing that he was only able to escape because he was lucky to be rescued by Jing, and that he didn't have much strength but was too arrogant.

"What did Yao go through in there?" Meng Ya on the stage was speechless.

"It's probably his childhood; his mindset is indeed more suited to childhood," Master Lu Ban pondered.

"The competition isn't over until a winner is decided," Zhang Taixian said, his eyes fixed on the three people in the circular plaza.

"For him... yes."

"You? Don't interfere with me." From below the stage, Jing said coldly after hearing Yao's words.

"As the saying goes, 'When siblings are of one mind, their strength can break metal.' Why don't you all come at me together? Perhaps you have a high chance of defeating me. But even as my students, I won't hold back. You don't want me to hold back either, do you?" Cain said with a smile.

The footsteps suddenly shifted.

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